Untitled 2 by S.W.
Cold as the glaciers that gather around the attic waters
into the eyes of a girl long gone
it hurts on the inside worse than anything
Do you get that feeling?
staring at the night sky
scattered thoughts that you leaves you to ponder
these thoughts...theses.. thoughts
Numb to the feelings that were once so alive
the need for answers led her desire to self-destruct
My smile, gentle perhaps playful,sweet...
A picture can say thousand worlds yet stay still through the night